Becoming an Oral slave to older BBW

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Becoming an Oral slave to older BBW
She was 62. I was 41. We had met online, in a site similar to xHamster, and had been discussing sex. I shared many pics of my self, but she had shared only a couple. Hers were also clothed, while mine were almost all naked and very explicit. We decided to meet for coffee and just see if there was any actual chemistry.

Meeting for coffee after chatting for weeks about all kinds of sexual things makes for a very interesting conversation. I had already had extremely vivid discussions with her about how much I wanted to taste her pussy, lick, suck and bury my face in her pussy, and how I wanted to do all this while she is standing, sitting, lying down, on all fours, and more. So when we sat down and she asked, “still hungry?” I knew exactly what she meant. “More than ever,” I replied.

She was married, but her husband would travel for weeks at a time for work – usually 6-8 weeks at a time. Tired of endless masturbating, she decided to seek pleasure with others. I was one of the lucky ones, but I wasn’t the only one. She wasn’t looking for relationships – she was 62, with a husband who had already earned his pension, and (obviously) no desire for more family. When her husband traveled, she would hand him a box of condoms and say, “be safe.” He never admitted anything, but he also always took the condoms. Now it was her turn, and she just wanted playmates, and to try new things.

Within about 5 minutes of sitting down for coffee, she said, “I really just want to make sure you are the guy in all the pictures you’ve sent.” She knew I was, but I had also told her that I would be happy to strip naked for her as soon as she asked. I laughingly suggested to her that I didn’t think that Starbucks was the place to do so, and she said, “Follow me back to my house. I want to see you naked.”

As soon as her front door closed behind us, she said, “You can leave your clothes on the chair,” so I stripped off everything as she watched. Naked, I followed canlı bahis her into the kitchen, where the light was better, to take a few pictures, CFNM style. I was the 3rd or 4th guy she had brought home, but the first willing (actually eager) to pose with her, so we took a bunch of pictures and chatted a bit more – all about sex.

After pictures and a lemonade (it was a warm summer day), we headed downstairs to their guest bedroom, her dropping her clothes along the way, to be finally pulling off her panties as we walked through the bedroom door. I began kissing her on the mouth, slowly moving my kisses down her body as she lay down on the bed, and then slowly slid my head between her thighs to her pussy – beginning the first of many visits.

After 20 or so minutes, we decided to take a few more pics – the first ones being of me with my head between her legs. She wanted to make sure that the room was visible in the picture – she was thinking that at some point she would actually share these pics with her husband, and she wanted it to be clear where they had been taken. We also took a number of pics in various other positions, now with both of us naked, and then I asked her to get on all fours so I could continue to go down on her from behind.

I had told her multiple times in our chats that when we first met I didn’t want to fuck – I just wanted to go down on her for as long as she would let me, and this time she let me do so for about 90 minutes. After multiple orgasms and a lot of wetness, she was done. As I stood up to get some water, with my cock still very erect, she asked, “What about you? I know you don’t want to fuck, but are you going to do anything?”

I said, “That was fantastic. I am definitely going to masturbate, but I can do that after I leave if you want.”

She said, “No, please, I want to see.” As I stood stroking my cock, she lay in the bed, relaxed, and said, “I’d love it if you would finish on me,” which I did. After a few pleasantries and mobilbahis güvenilir mi a quick shower, I told her I would love to do it again.

Two days later, I got a text that simply read. “Hungry?”

I replied, “Always!”.

And she replied, “Serving lunch in 20 minutes. Can you get here?”

Twenty minutes later I walked through her door. As I entered, she said she had liked that I left my clothes by the door as soon as I had come in last time, and asked if we could just make that a standard practice – that whenever I came over, as soon as I came through the door I would strip down. I wholeheartedly agreed. (This was tested one time when I showed up to find her sitting and drinking wine with a couple of friends, but that’s another story.)

This time we skipped the preliminaries and went straight to the bedroom. As we were walking there, she said, “I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve only got about 30 minutes. Are you OK with that?”

“As long as I get to go down on you, I’m totally happy with that.”

As she stripped, she dropped a few hints about what she was looking forward to, and I did my best to provide. Only this time it was shorter, and I used more of a combination of hands and mouth to make the best of our time.

After 25 minutes, and a few orgasms, she quietly said, “That’s enough for now… Time for you to finish.” As I looked at her a little curiously, she continued, “In addition to always being naked in my house, I’d like to ask that you always finish before you leave. I like watching, and besides, I don’t want some guy sitting in his car in front of my house and jerking off for all the neighbors to see.” Again, I agreed.

That’s how it started. For almost the next two years I would get messages that she wanted oral, and I would stop by and perform. No two visits were quite the same, except almost all involved me performing oral on her, and me masturbating before I left. There were occasional variations, and we did actually fuck a mobilbahis giriş few times – but that was rare, and mostly just out of curiosity. There was something totally hot about getting a message saying, “Can you come now? Just need 15 minutes.” or, “Need a good long visit. How soon can you get here?”

She and I frequently spoke about the other guys she played with, and how each one had come to fill a particular desire of hers. If I ever asked if she minded that we didn’t fuck and that I was happy just eating her, she would remind me of the other guy she saw about as much as me – that when she wants to fuck, she calls him, but that’s all she calls him for. One night I even got an email – “Big D coming over to fuck me tomorrow night. Can you come over around noon and get my pussy warmed up?” I loved it and was totally turned on by the idea, and I was happy to oblige. (Much more to this story, but again, that’s another story.)

We also talked frequently about how something seemed to have kicked in around her 60th birthday – something that said it might actually be OK to just sit back and receive pleasure without feeling like she had to do something “in return.” Until then she had always felt some kind of “duty” to “return the favor”. We talked about how the first few times we were together, it took a lot to get over the feeling that after going down on her, she “owed” it to me to then give me head. She thought that may have had something to do with why she wanted me to masturbate in front of her before leaving. But since she had some come to enjoy that pert of it, she wasn’t really sure.

I don’t know what, if anything, she ever told her husband, or if he ever saw any of the pictures of us, but I do know that she showed at least a few of her girlfriends the CFNM pics of us together. When her hsuband retired, they then moved to a different state. The last I heard from her, they were now trying things that each of them had learned from their various partners, without ever mentioning where they had learned things.

Overall what I learned is that there are few things as satisfying as serving as an oral slave to an uninhibited BBW willing to be served.

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